Thursday, June 25, 2009
Jeremy Paxman kept me up last night by trailing a confrontation between Ken Livingstone and Bernard-Henri Levy on the subject of Sarkozy's remarks about the wearing of the burqua. Only the prospect of Ant and Dec taking on Ludwig Wittgenstein on the vexed question of the private language argument could have induced more eager anticipation. In the event, Ken seemed to get the better of Bernard-Henri who, perhaps, wasn't quite at the top of his game - the hair, the jacket-shirt combination, the tanning session and the 12 hours at the gym in preparation must have addled his brain. Ken looked as though he'd walked out of Primark and into McDonalds for his shoes before having his hair cut by an illegal sleeping rough in Hyde Park and his skin bleached by his cleaning lady. Paxo tried to steer them to the heart of the matter, the cultural differences between our two 'great' nations, but he needn't have bothered, the abyss that is the Channel was up there on the screen for all to see. And burquas? I don't know. I don't like them, they depress me and they depress everyone I know. But what are you going to do?
Posted by Bryan Appleyard at 6:33 am